Sunday, May 12, 2013

Soccer Fans, Social Gatherings, and Fantasilandia

It's a relaxing Sunday morning, and I'm updating from my favorite coffee shop Condi in Ñuñoa.

Last weekend ended with an unexpected adventure.  I went to La Vega to stock up on meat and veggies, and on the bus ride home the bus was overtaken by soccer fans.  Somehow a stray dog also made it onto the bus.  They began chanting, singing, and banging on everything.  After about a minute of this they seemed distracted enough that I decided to take out my Ipod touch to record their antics.  Here´s a short video that I was able to take:


You can´t tell in the video, but the poor dog seemed bewildered and was trying to find a place to lay down.  About 30 seconds after putting my Ipod touch safely into my pocket, one of the soccer fans caught on to what I had done.  He started yelling in my face and tried grabbing for my pocket.  I feigned ignorance and surprise, and luckily about 10 seconds later they all got off the bus to walk the rest of the way.

After asking some friends I found out that there was a soccer game at noon that day.  (I was on the bus at 11).  Lesson learned: soccer fans don´t like you documenting their antics.  It left me a bit shook up, but I´m very grateful that it didn´t get any worse than it did.

This week was pretty social for me by my standards.  I went out with my friend Liz to a place called Mamut celebrate her birthday.  We came to Chile at the same time, and we both stuck around past our year with TeachingChile.  She has become a university professor and is incredibly hardworking and an excellent friend, and I really enjoyed catching up with her.

Happy Birthday Liz!
No matter what I did I couldn´t get this picture to  dsiplay with a landscape view!
In the middle of the week one of my friends invited me out to get pizza with her and a bunch of people who work at her school.  The school has zero resources, and the teachers at the school are very hardworking and want to give the kids the best education they can given their situation.  We´re going to see about ways we can share information and work together to help the kids out.  It was interesting meeting some new people.

On Friday I had lunch with Ceci, the girl who I met at the wedding down in Concepción, and her niece.  I decided to try a tortilla española with chorizo (literally a Spanish tortilla with sausage, but more like a potato omlette), and after our meal we decided to get some ice cream.  Since it was cool I opted for some hot chocolate.  It was great seeing her again and getting to catch up.





Yesterday was a repeat of an adventure that I have had before: Fantasilandia.

I enjoy going back each time, as I really enjoy amusement parks and roller coasters.  This time I went with Phoenix.  If you haven´t checked out his blog yet, here it is!

Due to slow service at the grocery store I was running late, and he actually arrived to my apartment before I did.  We decided to have a gringo smoothie before heading out, and then of course we got on the wrong bus going there.  (OK, this was my fault.  I thought all buses going down Grecia connected to Matta and eventually went to Parque O´Higgins.)

We arrived at about 12:15, shortly after the park opened.  The weather was beautiful, and there weren´t a lot of people there.  It was about 75 and sunny, and the longest line we waited in was about 25 minutes.



We went on three rides first: Ikarus, Raptor and Kamikaze:



View from the top of Ikarus
Getting ready to ride Raptor

On the ride up....
And on the ride down!
In the middle of a corkscrew loop




I found this sign on the Kamikaze amusing:

In case the ride gets stuck: 1. Stay seated.  2. Wait for instructions from
the ride operator.  Seeing that I´m strapped in I don´t know what I would do otherwise.
That was fun!  THen we decided to walk around a bit.  As we went past the log flume, the following conversation ensued:

Me: I don't know about you, but I'm not in the mood to get wet.
Phoenix: That's something I should have taken care of earlier.
Me (very confused): Getting wet?
Phoenix: No.  I need to find a restroom.

After using the restroom, 2 non-functioning hands dryers, and getting a gourmet lunch, we decided to give some more rides a go.



Some of the rides like the bumper cars and Wild Mouse were pretty tranquil.






But another ride we went on would have some serious problems passing safety inspections in the States.



I don´t know if you can tell from this picture or not, but there are no seat belts.  You just hang on for dear life while the ride spins around and jostles you all over the place.  You would literally bounce a few feet off your seat, and I wouldn´t want to imagine what would happen if you lost your grip.  I can truly say I´ve never been on a ride like that before.

We went on a few more rides before calling it a day.  Evolution took up completely upside down and spinning.  Here are some pictures to give you an idea about what it was like:







The park´s newest ride is called Air Race:









One thing really stood out on my visit this time.  I don't know if it's just me, but I never remember noticing so many sexual images during my visit there before.  Here are some examples:

I don´t remember Kid Ikarus being anything like this when
I played it on Nintendo growing up, nor do I remember learning
about Greek mythology like this in school!







All in all, Fantasilandia was a great day and a great escape from the stress of the workweek.

Happy Sunday and Happy Mother's Day to everyone reading!

Saturday, May 4, 2013

A New Start, Another Gringo Breakfast, Customer Service Adventures, and Yet Another Nonadventure

So this past week was pretty busy.

In my last post I left everyone hanging as to what I´m doing now that I´ve left Grants English.  I have started with another institute called Eclass.  It´s also based in Santiago and offers classes to business people wanting to learn English.  There are a few differences that really stand out compared to Grants.  Eclass also offers classes at colegios (K to 12 schools) and universities, and this is something I´ve been looking to explore for a while.  They are also much bigger and as a result have a lot more staff and organization.  Eclass also uses blended learning, meaning that students do online work once a week and then have classes with a teacher once a week.  It´s an interesting concept that really makes students take more responsibility for their learning, and I´m curious to see how it works out with the classes I have.

I had induction, and it became clear to me that Eclass has high and clear expectations of its teachers.  Everything was laid out and explained to us, and I will be doing a good amount of online updating of attendance and grades.  I´ll also be following a book that Eclass has developed and supplementing with my own materials and activities as necessary, so it will be interesting to see how that works out.  I already have three classes with them and will be getting a few more next week, so I will be busy.

Wednesday was a holiday here, and so I invited Phoenix over for another gringo breakfast.  I´ve grown a bit tired of pancakes and decided to experiment with French toast.  On Tuesday evening I realized that everything was going to be closed on Wednesday, so I gave Phoenix a call to see if he could get the bacon and bread that night, and he told me he´d take care of it.

Well, let´s just say it was the start of an adventure involving visits to a lot of different food stores and mini markets.  As I was getting out of class at 8:15 that night, Phoenix sent me a text that he got to Jumbo (a huge grocery store here) too late and they were already closed.  I walked to the Lider across the street from my last class, and they were already closed too.  Phoenix checked out a few mini markets in his area, and as I rode the bus home I started thinking where I could stop on my way home.

Jumbo in Las Condes on my way home? Closed.
Lider on Pedro de Valdivia and Bilbao? Closed.

It was not looking good, but then I saw it:  A Big John was open.  For those who are unfamiliar, Big John is a mini market chain here.  After rushing in and exploring the store thoroughly, I came across a small loaf of white bread.  No luck on the bacon though.  Since I got off the bus a few stops early I decided to walk home from there.  The OK Mart and Santa Isabel were both closed, so I felt the impending doom of having a gringo breakfast without any bacon.

OK, I know that impending doom is a bit dramatic.  Perhaps hopeless despair is a better expression.

Just to be sure, Phoenix stopped at a few places on his way over on Wednesday morning.  His efforts turned out to be fruitless (or baconless if I may).  We were both so hungry that we forgot to take pictures of our food: scrambled eggs, papa duquesas (Chilean potato puffs), and French toast that I somehow managed to scramble.  Breakfast was followed up with a few hours of good conversation about our lives, past, present, and future. Click here if you´d like to check out his blog which he updates daily!

After a nap, I was ready for my next food adventure of the day: Taxco!  This begins customer service adventure #1.

I had made plans with a friend I hadn´t seen in a while.  She also likes Mexican food, and after my last foiled attempt trying to eat at Taxco I figured this would be the perfect opportunity to eat there.  To be 100% sure I wouldn´t be disappointed, I called them up the day before.  They assured me "si o si" (literally yes or yes) that they would be open on Wednesday despite it being a holiday.

Let´s just say that I had an underlying feeling that they would be closed.  And let´s just say that I was right.

The hopeless despair was almost too much for me to take for one day, but we ended up going back to my place and ordering Papa Johns.  While we waited for it to arrive, we caught up and watched Family Guy to pass the time.  (It took close to an hour and half!)  It was a good time in the end, and hopefully we´ll get to catch up once more before she goes back to the States at the end of June.

Customer service adventure #2 for the week took place at one of the local supermarkets, Montserrrat.  Last week I saw that they had Bailey's Irish Cream on sale, so I made a mental note to buy it the next time I was there.  In the alcohol aisle I asked a store clerk for a bottle of it, and he pointed me over to the information desk.  Once I got there, the clerk told me I had to go over to the alcohol aisle.  When I told him what they told me there he seemed confused and made an announcement over the loudspeaker for someone to come help him.  No response for a few minutes.  He once again asks for help, and eventually someone comes over.  This store clerk once again pointed me over to the alcohol aisle, and when I told him the same thing he then disappeared.

Five minutes went by, and a security guard saw me standing there and then asked me if I needed help.  I explained the situation to him, and he told me the key was right there at the information desk!  He went to look for it to no avail.  Then another clerk came along, and she told hin that she didn't have the key either.

Another five minutes later the clerk who disappeared came back with a few boxes of Bailey's from the back of the store.  I thanked him and then went to check out.

Well, you would think it would end here.  BUT IT DOESN'T.

It rang up for the full price of 9,190 pesos, which is about $18.  It was advertised in their flyer for 7,790 pesos, or about $15.50.  I didn't have enough on me to pay the full price, and I explained the situation to the cashier.

Of course she wasn't able to verify this on her own, so after a few people coming over and then checking the price over in the alcohol aisle they finally understood that they price I was telling them was in their flyer.  The fine print on the flyer indicated that it was a Mother's Day special, and therefore those prices were only valid from the 9th to the 12th of May.  I guess I'll have to wait for my Bailey's fix.  Darn!

Customer Service Experience #3 wasn't as bad or as long as the other two, so stick with me!

I tried going to an Entel store that was near my apartment to get internet on my phone a few days ago.  This would have been convenient since I didn't have time to go into downtown.  It turns out the location was closed for the day due to "fuerzas mayores", which literally means greater forces.  I guess there must be some type of divine intervention that doesn't want me getting internet on my phone.

My attempt to go to Mendoza again this weekend turned out to be another nonadventure.  My friend who is staying there for the month had a friend that was going to drive there, and so I was planning to go with her on Friday night and then come back on Sunday.

Well, it looks like the weather had other plans for me this weekend.  On Thursday night we got rain here in Santiago, and I had the feeling that it would travel to the border and result in snow in the mountains.  Sure enough, the border was closed on Thursday evening.  Checking the official website for border crossing between Chile and Argentina for updates on Friday didn´t bring us any good news.

So another nonadventure it is then.  I got to go to the gym, did some shopping at the farmer's market and grocery store, and later today I'll be working on the organization of my teaching materials.

I began this process last weekend, and to help pass the time I watched Ferris Bueller's Day Off and American Pie.  Here's what it looked like:

The headquarters of the operation
Each post it had a different grammar point to help me sort everything.
This wasn't nearly enough space sort everything.
Let me explain.  In the teaching profession in the States, you learn very quickly that you cannot only teach with the materials from the textbooks that you school provides.  In some situations you don't even have a textbook or the workbooks and accompanying materials.  So what do teachers do?  They seek out resources on the internet, find good teaching materials, share with others, and often spend hundreds of dollars out of their own pocket each year in order to provide their students with the best learning experience possible.

I have tried explaining this to fellow English teachers here that don't have teaching experience back home, and some of them don't understand or openly disagree with my binders full of materials I have compiled and books I have purchased.  I can totally understand people making the argument that I could store documents digitally, but unfortunately GoogleDocs distorts the settings and margins, meaning I'd have to reformat the document each time I use it.  Maybe it's just me, but there's a certain novelty of having a book in your hand as opposed to having a digital copy, and I find that if I buy digital resources I forget about and never use them.

Dpesite that, some teachers don't seem to think that finding resources, sharing ideas, and going to teaching conferences is something that they should be doing.  I tend to take it personally and feel insulted by their lack of respect and dedication to the profession, but rather than spend time with people like that I've decided it's just better to keep developing as a professional and spend time with teachers that share the same philosophy as me.

On that note, I should get home and do some more work organizing my materials and lesson planning.  It's a tedious process, but I know I will feel much better once it's over.  Thanks for reading and Happy Saturday everyone!

Saturday, April 27, 2013

A New Phone That Almost has Internet, a Nonadventure, and Moving On

So I have entered the 21st century.  I have a smart phone.

A friend of mine had an "old phone" he wasn't using anymore, and so he gave it to me.  I don't know if I ever shared what my original phone here looks like, so here it is:


It was your basic candy bar phone, and it's the phone I got the day I arrived in Chile.  (February 18th, 2010) It has the basic functions of making and receiving calls and texting, and I had a plan of 75 minutes and 75 messages for $10.000 pesos a month (about $20).  As you can see in the picture, the keys have all fallen off.  The phone has been with me during my trips all around Chile, Argentina, Peru, Colombia, Bolivia, Uruguay, and back to the States.  It has served me well, but it was time to move on to a new phone.

So here it is:


It's a Sony Ericsson Xperia.  It's about the same size as my old phone, but it's a bit thicker.  It has a touch screen and can connect to the internet to check email and such on the go.  Why is it thicker you ask?  This is why:


At first I didn't think I was going to like having a keyboard like this, but it is actually really convenient.  I got used to having to press a key multiple times to scroll through the letters associated with each key on my old phone that I sometimes press a key twice because that's what I'm used to having to do.

So after getting the phone, I set out on a quest to get internet on my phone.

Prior to this I had tried getting a smart phone through Entel (my current company) or Claro (another phone company here), but to no avail.  In order to get a smart phone with a plan, they wanted to see a Chilean credit card, checking account, or paychecks for the past 3 months showing my income through an institute.  I haven't had those things before, but I figured now that I actually had a smart phone on my own that it wouldn't be a problem to upgrade my plan.

Well, I was wrong.

I went to an Entel store explaining my situation, and they told me the same requirements as above.  I then asked if a US credit card would suffice, and the woman told me that would be fine, but that they can't make plan changes at that location.  She gave me the address of another store, and so I headed there the next day with my US credit card.

Here's an important lesson that it has taken me 3 years to learn about things in Chile:

Don't trust what any customer service representative tells you under any circumstance, especially if it seems like it will be easier, faster, or more convenient than anything you've heard before about said situation.

So I got to the Entel location the woman indicated with new phone and US credit card in hand.  The guy that helped me check in assured me that I wouldn't have a problem getting my plan upgraded when I told him that I've been here in Chile for 3 years.  (Refer to important lesson above again)

After waiting 15 minutes until my number was called, I explained my desire to join the 21st century.  My US credit card was shot down, along with me sharing the misinformation that I was given.  I walked away pretty frustrated.

A bit later in the day I was talking with a Chilean friend, and he told me that you can get bolsas (literally bags, but more like packages or add on services) for internet on your phone.  There are prepay bolsas for which you pay a flat fee and the money deducts until nothing is left, and there are monthly bolsas which renew for a set fee per month.

One of the things that drives me crazy about here is that if you are in a situation like mine, it seems like customer service won't willingly tell you about viable alternatives like these unless you ask for them.  It seems kind of counter intuitive to not tell a customer about an alternative solution, but perhaps that's just me.

My next adventure turned out to be a nonadventure.

I booked a bus ticket to go to Mendoza this weekend, as a friend is going to be living there for a month.  Buses used to leave overnight going from Santiago to Mendoza, but for some strange reason night buses only run from Santiago to Mendoza now.  There are only morning buses from Mendoza to Santiago, which complicated my plans to go for the weekend.

In the end, I decided to get a night bus on Friday night to arrive on Saturday morning, and then I was going to catch the Monday morning bus to get back to Santiago on Monday afternoon.

Well, it turns out that on Thursday night the border was closed due to snow.

I got a text from a friend Friday morning telling me about the situation.  I took some time to think about it, and I decided I didn't want to risk getting stuck in Mendoza on Monday and then possibly missing new classes on Tuesday.  So I decided that to cancel my ticket and not to go.  I stopped by the Turbus office where I bought my ticket, and I explained the situation.  They told me I could get an 85% refund at any Turbus office, or a 100% refund if I go to the Turbus customer service office at the bus station.  She told me that I need to have my ticket to process the refund (I didn't have it on me at that time), and then I asked her what the time frame was for getting a refund.

She asked a coworker, and then she told me that I could get a refund of 85% or 100% as long as the bus hasn't left yet.

Refer back to the lesson earlier in the post about not believing what people tell you.

I'm glad I didn't listen to her, as when I got home I read the ticket and you only have until 4 hours before the bus leaves to receive a refund.  I would have gone to the bus station for the full refund, but with running from one class to another I was only manage to go to one of their offices in a metro station for the 85% refund.

I'm a bit disappointed about not going to Mendoza this weekend, but I do have to admit it will be nice to take it easy, catch up on chores, and get a bit ahead with lesson planning.

Perhaps one of my biggest life changes happened this week.  I resigned from Grants English on Monday, April 22nd.

It certainly wasn't an easy decision and not one that I took lightly.  Grants has not only been my job for close to three years.  It has been a place with bosses and coworkers that care about me.  I've met some great teachers and made some great friends there, and it has an atmosphere of collaboration and sharing that you don't necessarily find in other places.  It has become a bit of a safe haven for me when I was feeling sad or having a bad day.  I taught classes of various types and levels, and it has really improved and challenged my teaching abilities.  Over my time there my bosses have helped me through the temporary residency and permanent residency visa process, written letters for my student loans to get deferred, guided me through the process of securing my apartment, and given me opportunities to run workshops to share teaching strategies with other teachers.  I feel that I've become very comfortable there, but that's not always a good thing.  I don't feel that there are any more opportunities there for me to grow or develop professionally, and as hard as it is I think that's a sign to move on.

I went into the office on Monday morning, but my bosses weren't in.  I called one of them over the phone and told her, and she took it very well and was very nice about it.  I made plans with them to stop in on Friday morning to drop off my speaker and to take the last of my materials I was storing there, but unfortunately they were running late with covering classes.  I did get to talk with the office manager and secretary, and it was sad.  I also saw one of my bosses on my way out, and we're going to catch up over coffee sometime next week.

They told me that I'm welcome to stop by the office if I'm in the area, and I have the sense that there are people that I'm going to be in contact with for a while still.

If anyone who has worked or works at Grants is reading this, thank you for the smiles, collaboration, conversations, good times, and laughing at my jokes, no matter how bad they were.

Sunday, April 21, 2013

A Gringo Dinner, An Interpreting Job, A Teaching Seminar, and a Quest for Mexican Food

This past week and weekend have been pretty interesting.  One of my friends invited me and some other friends over to dinner at her place.  She loves cooking, and she made hamburgers with potatoes and carrots.  I made some garlic bread, and it was a nice meal and good to catch up.

homemade hamburgers!

carrot cake a la mode

The week prior I went on an interview and got a 3 day job as an interpreter.  It was for a visitor from the United States, and since I was going to be the intermediary between him and Chileans I wanted to be sure I was prepared and looked professional.

I did research on the visitor as well as the companies where the interpreting would be happening, being sure that I knew all of the words on their websites in both English and Spanish.  I didn't think it would be good to wear the same suit for three days in a row, so I got a nice suit jacket for the occasion.

The suit I have from before
The new suit jacket
The 3 days went well.  There were some meetings where the Chileans spoke very little English so I was doing a lot of interpreting, but there were other meetings with Chileans that spoke very well so I didn't have to help much at all.  There were also some meetings in between those two extremes.

The same friend who had me over for dinner on the weekend told me about a free teaching seminar on Friday night, so we checked it out together.  It was at Escuela Militar, the military school in Santiago.  There was a teacher who came all the way from Chicago to share her expertise, and she spoke about task based learning and how to manage students in the classroom.  It was really interesting, and we got a bunch of free stuff too.


There are two cloth bags, a nice bag for traveling, a coffee mug, lanyard, clipboard, a poster showing phonetic symbols related to pronunciation, and a world map.  It was a nice event, and they told me that they have a few of them each year.

Saturday night turned out to be a bit of an adventure.  It started out with plans to go to a cultural event with music and food with a few friends in Ñuñoa (the neighborhood I live in).  I had my heart set on Taxco for dinner (a Mexican restaurant), but Phoenix indicated that he wanted a change of venue for dinner that night.

No problem, I thought.  I had a flyer for a placed that delivers Mexican food to my apartment.  The event started at 7, and so at around 4:30 I talked to another friend Andrew that was also going to the event to see if he wanted to come over for Mexican food beforehand.  After he showed up and we decided on what to order that would put us over the delivery minimum, I called up only to find out that they don´t do deliveries until 7.  Darn!

By this time it was about 5:30.  Andrew and I decided to go to Taxco for an early dinner.  When we arrived,  it looked like it was closed up.  There were some people going in, so we asked them when they were opening.  Want to take a guess on the time?

Yup, 7.

It was now after 6, and we were both starving.  We went to a place called Fuente Suiza which sells sandwiches, but my sandwich standards are pretty high after having visited a restaurant last week on the interpreting job.  (I forgot to take a picture of that sandwich.  Darn!)

We went to another sandwich place, but their menu was very similar and they didn´t accept credit card.  (Andrew wanted to pay with his card if possible).

So we found a bar that served chorillana.  We figured that that would work at this point.  It took about half an hour for them to prepare it, and here it is:


In case you can´t tell, under the eggs are fried onions, French fries, and some chopped steak.

We were running a bit later than expected due to the quest for Mexican food, and so Phoenix met up with us at the bar.  After that, we made our way to the event.  I confused the address with a completely different place, so it worked out well that we met up there first.

The event was pretty nice.  It was in the backyard of a house where a friend used to live and someone else I know lives.  The yard has a grill, some tables with chairs, and a large tented area.  As we paid the 2.000 peso entrance fee, we could hear some live music coming from the yard.

We walked in to see a musical area set up with microphones, stereos, a woman singing, a cellist, and a bassist.  I was super excited to see a bass player, and while my friends chatted I couldn´t help but be enchanted by the music and following the bass line.

After about half an hour they went on break, and I introduced myself to the bass player and asked if I could play for a bit.  He told me to feel free to play, and so I did.


The space was a bit cramped and the player had a French bow (I play German bow), but I was excited to get the chance to play.  I warmed up with a quick scale and to get a feel for the bass, and then I decided to go into the second movement of Dittersdorf´s Bass Concerto.  It´s a slow, relaxing, and incredibly tranquil piece of music, and it´s the last major piece that I played before lapsing with my bass studies.  It was a bit difficult to adjust to a bass and play in tune on such short notice, but I got through the piece.  It was a nice feeling playing something familiar to me, and afterwards I rejoined my friends.

Another friend joined us there, and we stayed for about an hour after that.  We spent the time chatting with other people there, snacking on empanadas, drinking wine, and listening to the musicians who returned from their break.  The event was organized by a Chilean guy named Axel who rents out rooms in the 8 room house, and he has created cultural events to bring people in Ñuñoa together and to create a feeling of community.  Here´s a picture and a clip of the music group performing:



Afterwards we headed to Golfo di Napoli (an Italian restaurant) and got some lasagna to go.  We brought it back to Andrew´s place (where I used to live) and enjoyed it and caught up over some wine.  They then had a party to go to, but since I was already tired I headed home around midnight.

Lasagna for 2.500 pesos (5 bucks) to go in about 5 minutes.
Besides a trip to the gym, today has been a lazy day of lesson planning, cleaning, and relaxing at home.  Next weekend will bring a trip to Mendoza and a few other adventures I´m sure.

Happy Sunday everyone!

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Facebook Status Update

So tomorrow there's a protest scheduled in Santiago. I don't know the exact details, but for anyone unfamiliar with them that will be in downtown be prepared for the possible closure of the metro, rerouted buses, teargas, water cannons, and the seemingly now vogue Moltov cocktail.